Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Libya and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing The Offenders to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Freddie Wadling. All the underground hits.
All The Divine Comedy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shuggie Otis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Outsiders,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sparks,
Throbbing Gristle,
Kevin Saunderson,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ten City,
Alphaville,
Albert Ayler,
World's Most,
DJ Style,
ABC,
Minor Threat,
Eric Dolphy,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Fluxion,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Magazine,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Siglo XX,
The Buckinghams,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Dave Gahan,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Young Marble Giants,
MDC,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Arab on Radar,
Tommy Roe,
The Fuzztones,
Ossler,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Agitation Free,
The Smiths,
Zapp,
The Residents,
The New Christs,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Roxette,
Rekid,
Talk Talk,
Lyres,
Derrick May,
June of 44,
AZ,
Howard Jones,
James White and The Blacks,
Soul Sonic Force,
D'Angelo,
The Human League,
Anakelly,
Massinfluence,
Fad Gadget,
John Cale,
Black Sheep,
X-102,
David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.